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“Wh- how are you expecting us to do that!?” Zoey gasped, an appalled look on her face. The two groups stared silently at each other for a minute, trying to calculate what to do. “I hope it got ’em; less competition for us.” He snorted and spat on the ground. Steven looked at the others, who all nodded to him. Sarah briefly considered breaking away from the group to go grab some of the discarded weapons that had been thrown by the strangers, but they were all covered in thick slime and likely of no use anymore. He squinted at them with gray eyes that wrinkled around the edges. Making sure you’re not being controlled by the Harvesters. He had removed his face-coverings to reveal a hardened, middle-aged face with a gray-streaked beard adorning his broad jawline. Instead of speaking, he gestured to the rest of the group with various, swift hand signals. This reserve of nectar was clearly already being pumped up through the twin cocks and into the women’s helpless holes. Thinking back on how the thralls they had met before acted, it wouldn’t be impossible to imagine that they could easily pretend to be normal in order to lure unsuspecting prey into a trap…
Sarah eyed Priya nervously as the intimidating woman moved towards her.
